This is a song about "Being sad and happy"

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

I die being me,im fucking happy,see my hood see the king

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

And happy if its forever

Poke out from behind her

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

And i find that sad that your part of a crew

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

And make it rain bad before you're main sad rap

Is the one that kept you happy and fed...

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

They thought i was happy, bubbly and weird

Dad and be happy/ a happy me was forbidden to be/ instead

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set